This single crystal should be able to improve his strength, especially his physical body. With the massive and dense blood essence within the crystal, he should be able to evolve his body into a supreme body.

His strength would increase once again, and even among the supreme beings, he would not be weak.

Apollo slowly exhaled. It seems he needed to mine it out quickly.

This harvest was far greater than he had expected.

Not only the mysterious crystal but even the Crystal Blood Stones, the ancient bones, and the buried fragments of treasures scattered throughout the graveyard possessed enormous value.

He could not even estimate how much his strength would improve after refining everything.

But one thing was certain. This underground graveyard was a heaven-defying opportunity.

He wanted to just forcefully dig it up, but he felt a massive energy was trapped underground, and if he forcefully tried to take it out, it might explode, destroying the entire Fletcher territory or even more.

"Sigh, it looks like I need professional miners; otherwise it wouldn’t be easy." But thankfully now many small clans have joined them, and among them there should be experienced miners.

And the small ones who joined them weren’t as weak as some of them should have true god-realm ancestors, and they were just too weak for the current Rion. They should be competent enough to quickly mine this area.

Apollo withdrew his spiritual sense and looked at his grandpa. "Grandpa, I seem to have something extraordinary within our land." And then he told most about the crystal bloodstones and why he thinks the young master of the crystal dragon clan came here.

After hearing everything, Grandpa William’s expression became serious.

"So that’s why they came..."

Apollo nodded.

Then he continued, "So, Grandpa, I wanted to ask if there are any clans who joined us who are quite capable in mining or expert blacksmiths."

"We’ll need them."

He asked as he needed them quickly to mine the land.

Grandpa William seems to pause for a moment. "Hmm, actually just a few days ago a small family came to join our family. But they seemed to be not so simple, as they seemed to have a relation with some ancient clan; hence, I didn’t decide what to do with them."

"They did say they were expert blacksmiths. So would you like to meet with them?" Grandpa William asked.

Apollo’s eyes flickered with interest. "Oh, there is such a clan, then; let’s meet them, and for connection with the ancient clan, we will see."

He agreed without hesitation. Right now, he didn’t want to waste any time.

"Okay, I will immediately call them back," Grandpa William said and then left.

Apollo waited calmly in the garden as he leaned back against his chair and quietly enjoyed the transformed world of Rion.

The weather felt almost perfect.

The air was rich with energy, and even the surrounding rules of nature seemed clearer than before. His strength wouldn’t increase quickly just like before, and he needed to maintain balance between his hard work and rest, as he has an almost infinite lifespan.

Several hours later, Grandpa William finally returned.

Behind him followed two figures. Only then did Apollo slowly open his eyes and look toward them.

"They are the ones I talked about. They are Ronan and Max from the Mitri Clan and seem to have quite a long history of blacksmithing." Grandpa William said, introducing them.

Seeing both of them, Apollo couldn’t help thinking about old Aragon, as he was a blacksmith. Not only that, but Ronan and Max were short like old Aragon. But the only difference was that while old Aragon was human, both right in front of him weren’t, as they seemed to have the bloodline of dwarves.

"Oh, half-dwarves." His eyes glowed seeing them; if they were dwarves, then there wouldn’t be any problem in mining.

"Let me guess, you two have a relationship with ancient dwarves." He said, looking at the two who were still trying to see through him.

"Hmm... yes," Ronan and Max quickly snapped back and nodded. In truth, ever since arriving, two of them have been trying to see through Apollo and guess his strength, but when they tried, they only felt vastness like an infinite abyss.

Their own existence felt as insignificant as dust before him.

They were both not weak, as they were at the peak of the true god realm, and even facing a peak eternal god or even a half-step transcendent, they could understand their depths or bits of something, but in front of Apollo, they couldn’t feel or understand anything. It seems like it was beyond their comprehension.

This made them sure if they latched onto the Fletcher family, they might really survive their ordeal.

"So", Apollo said, interrupting their thoughts, "you’re blacksmiths. Then tell me—can you mine precious ores and resources at the eternal god level and above?"

"Ah... yes, of course! We can mine almost any metals or ore. We are experts in such fields; naturally, it is easy for us," Ronan quickly snapped out of his thoughts and said with confidence.

Max nodded enthusiastically beside him.

"Just tell us what needs to be mined," he said proudly. "No matter how difficult it is, we can excavate it as quickly as possible."

Both of them wanted to hug the thigh of the Fletcher family, so how could they not agree as they received such a chance?

"Hmm, alright then, your clan can move in within the Fletcher family." He nodded and immediately let them settle. As for why he did believe them, it was simply because he had confidence in his strength.

If these half-dwarves tried anything funny, he would clean them up.

The two instantly became overjoyed.

For days, fear and uncertainty had haunted their clan. Now, they finally had a place to settle safely.

And notably, neither of them even asked what exactly they would be mining. Because when it came to mining and blacksmithing, they possessed complete confidence in themselves.

"Alright," Apollo continued, "one of you can go back and bring your clan members to settle down, and the other can follow me as I show him the site where you were going to mine."